Story:: Fine Does Not Mean Fine

This is a topic that is put on my heart every once and awhile but unfortunately it is always in the back of my mind. One of the main reasons behind starting my blog was to help girls out there that feel alone. I have felt alone. I sometimes still feel alone. In the world of seemingly perfect celebs and glamorous side of people’s lives on social media, it can be really easy to feel isolated inside your own destructive mind.

My story is not that tragic. Honestly I have had a pretty amazing 23 years of life. That doesn't mean I have been happily living it.

I have been battling with depression and anxiety since about the age of 11. It has not always been pretty and I have gotten to very low points. I still remember the first time I cut myself. I then remember the first time someone saw my wrists. I remember the first time I wanted to die. I also remember the first time I lied to myself and those who cared about me by saying the word “fine”. Now I have never attempted suicide and I don’t feel like it is the answer, however I would be lying if I said I never thought about it.

This is such a hard topic to be open about for me because there are a lot of people that don’t know the struggles have gone through mentally. Luckily I have an amazing support system and work hard everyday to get out of my own head. There is no one thing to do if someone is hurting and stuck in their own mind. I have found though that finding a passion like fashion or whatever makes you the happiest is a great escape.

Be strong, be powerful, be brave, and know that you are never ever alone.

If you want to talk to a person who has been there, feel free to email me!

If you need someone to talk to right away call the suicide hotline: 1-800-273-8255